Match of the Millennium

Description: Barcelona features some caged heat as the team of Broken Hearts featuring hometown hero Miguel faces off against the united military might of Sonic Assault. The cage walls barely can contain the explosiveness! (Winner: Sonic Assault)

[MUNIN]
Barcelona, Spain. 4 PM.

The caged arena has been all prepared for tonights competition! The bloodstains on the floor have been scrubbed out. The smokey interior, due to the usually seedy nature of the place, has been purified with air filtration over the past week, and in the stands an exuberant throng of various people from all walks of life sit waiting to watch one of the first bracket matches for the current King of Fighters tournament! Their excited chatter wittles away as the lights slowly begin to fade, leaving a large spotlight upon the large cage situated in the middle of the arena floor! The announcer begins his pep-talk, whipping the crowd to new heights of cheers (and jeers)!

Off stage, in the side room for her team, Munin watches carefully, taking a deep breath. This is her first KoF, and her first match therein.

No pressure, right? Suuuuuure.... course not...

When her name is called, she concentrates, letting her dark shadowy chi begin to drift off her like a black mist as she steps out into the main floor and towards the cage! She filters out the crowd as best she can, not wanting them to distract her at some crucial moment, as the cage looms ahead!

Reaching the cage entrance, she instead opts for the flashy! Stopping to look the structure over, she seemlessly steps forwards, shifting through the cage itself as if made purely of shadow! Of course, this gets the crowd cheering even more despite it being little more than a quick trick of the lights, chi use, and a little quick stepping through the cage door, but the crowd doesn't seem to notice! Situated, she tilts her head slowly, eyeing the entrance via which her opponent will enter!

[CHARLIE]
it's a certain atmosphere, here, that's for sure. The arena might have been cleaned up and given a polish in order to cater to the more legit clientele, but it's hard not to realize that this is not your common up-and-up fighting locale, that's for sure.

Then again, it's not like this will be Charlie or Guile's first time in a dangerous dive, that's for sure. Eyes glance around warily behind cosmetic glasses, taking in things and scanning for things and people of interest. The pressure of being on the 'big stage' as it were doesn't seem to phase the man in the tan vest. Then again, Charlie Nash isn't a stranger to it either, being a former USA Martial Arts Champion.

As the team announcements are made, Charlie simply folds up his glasses and hands them over to an official. "Keep those safe, pal," he says with authority before stepping into the cage doors. Unlike Munin, his entrance is little more than a quick adjustment of his vest and a little brush of that famous angled bang of his.

It's clear his focus is rather on his opponent, eyes scanning her like a computer analyzing its data.

[MUNIN]
Despite her entrance and seemingly strange demeanor, one glance at Munins eyes reveals a look identical to Charlies: cold calculation, and a seemingly detatched sizing up. Whatever her conclusion, it isn't shown on her face. She steps one foot back into a fighting stance without a word. Words are, afterall, pointless when one is here for the reason they are: to fight!

COMBATSYS: Charlie has started a fight here.

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Charlie          0/-------/------=|

COMBATSYS: Munin has joined the fight here.

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Charlie          0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0            Munin

[CHARLIE]
Indeed, the audience didn't come here to see two analytical minds have a staring contest. They came to see fists fly and bodies fall! As the introductions are made and the officials get ready to call the match, Charlie isn't shy about giving a half-salute toward Munin, as respect from fighter to opponent apparently. He smirts, but no words exchanged. Words can wait for afterwards.

The PA soon booms, alerting everyone, fighters especially, that the start of the round is imminent, and that smirk quickly falls from Charlie's face, hands up and feet shifting into a proper ready stance. Then...

*BANG!*

The starting signal goes off, and Charlie is quick on the move. Closing the distance rapidly, the Major dahses in before planting a foot. The momentum still carries in as one foot shuffles in, then plants behind the first foot, lifting up into a stepping side kick meant to take the initiative early. "Urrrrrryah!"

COMBATSYS: Munin blocks Charlie's Step Kick.

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Charlie          0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0            Munin

[MUNIN]
A nod is given in response to the salute, and Munins arms come up as he comes in with a kick! With an audible "Oof!", Charlies foot impacts Munins crossed arms and stops. Her arms go somewhat numb from the force of the impact, however. Deciding not to chance anything, she seems to blurr, leaping in as he recovers from his kick to attempt a pair of punches to the face followed by an arm twist to put him off guard! After this, she attempts to end things with a sharp palm strike, a small 'lance' of purple chi having been formed in her palm!

It's a lightning fast one-two-three punch!

COMBATSYS: Munin blitzes into action and acts again!

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Charlie          0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0            Munin

COMBATSYS: Charlie blocks Munin's Combo Grapple.

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Charlie          0/-------/----===|=------\-------\0            Munin

COMBATSYS: Charlie interrupts Shadow Spike from Munin with Leap Kick.

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Charlie          0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0            Munin

[CHARLIE]
Pulling his leg back from his step kick, Charlie recovers his stance the best he can, trying not to overextend himself too much. However, it seems like his opponent is fast enough to take advantage of that little bit of extension already.

Gritting his teeth, his hands come up to guard against the one-two punches snapped toward his face. She's quick, but he isn't exactly slow either, at least in reaction time. He doesn't have much time to think about the tingling on his forearms though when the attempted twist of his arm comes and the palm strike snaps forward.

Brute forcing his arm free, he's able to pivot his body around, a leaping back kick snapping to meet the strike. He still ends up getting caught by the end of the lance in his side, but Munin should still end up getting the worse end of his Air Force-issued boot on the exchange.

[MUNIN]
The counter-hit from Charlie takes Munin in the collarbone with a dull crack, and she rolls back with the hit. She can't stop from wincing at the potentially broken bone, but she'll live for now. Her eyes flash with brighter light than normal, and she abruptly splits in two, one Munin going left and coming high at the chest, the other going right and coming low at the abdoman, each with slashes of a chi-lance at Charlie! Both come with blurring speed and leaving trails of whispy chi!

COMBATSYS: Charlie endures Munin's Mirror Image.
-+- CALCULATED HIT -+-

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Charlie          0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1            Munin

[CHARLIE]
Resetting position, Charlie eyes in and focuseson Munin, waiting for her response to come. However, the flash of light and the sudden split apart is...quite a bit to keep track of. It's something that gives him plenty of data, sure...perhaps a little too much to make an immediate decision on.

That's perhaps why he doesn't even bother to put up a guard, waiting for the attack to come in and letting it stroke as planned. When the chi-lance strikes for his stomach, his arms grab for that Munin. "Got you," he says with a pained grunt.

And then, he tries to hold her steady, letting knee after knee lift up, trying to hammer them home while the cagey, fast young girl is within grasp.

COMBATSYS: Munin fails to counter Knee Gatling from Charlie with Shadow Strike.
-@- Dazing Hit! -@-

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Charlie          1/-----==/=======|=======\-------\0            Munin

[MUNIN]
To say Munin is suprised when he grabs her is an understatement. She hadn't expected him to identify the real one so fast, let alone take the hit and grab! She tries in vain to respond fast, trying to force her arm free and leap sideways in a suprise strike, but his grip is too good, and his knee hits her right in the stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs in the process, and dropping her to her knees couging, dazed, and from the small bit of bleed coughed up hurt pretty badly.

Still, she tries to stand anyway despite all this, but only manages to slowly start pulling herself up shakily to half-height.....

[CHARLIE]
The knee strikes hit home, that much is obvious, but Charlie is sure that he was able to do more than just knock the wind out of Munin. And he knows it's an opportunity that he's not going to want to waste, either.

Perhaps that's why he goes simple this time. No flash, no spin, no bold tanking or anything. He just chambers back his right arm and goes back to basics, a hard overhand finishing right hand that he's taught to god knows how many rookies in training. And for good reason: sometimes, simple and strong /works/.

COMBATSYS: Charlie successfully hits Munin with Strong Punch.
- Power hit! -

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|=======\=====--\1            Munin

[MUNIN]
The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Still somewhat dazed and hurt from the prior hit, Munin doesn't even see the hit coming! Charlies fist hits her clean with another loud CRACK as it impacts her jaw, doing who knows how much damage to the bone within! She is sent airborn by the blow, unconscious before landing with a dull thump!

COMBATSYS: Munin takes no action.

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|

COMBATSYS: Munin can no longer fight.

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|

Charlie isn't taking anything for granted, even as the powerful right hand sends Munin flying clear away. Resetting back to his stance, arms up and ready for anything that might come about, he doesn't relax, even as it becomes clear that Munin isn't getting up anytime soon.

It's only once the referee gives the signal and the cheers come up to make it official that the airman relaxes. Giving a sigh sigh of relief, he allows himself a small chuckle, adjusting his vest and giving the crowd a small gesture, lifting one arm in the air, fist clenched. He doesn't play to the crowd too often, not wanting to get too high on hubris...

But then again, the crowd expects something, and if anything, it'll make it easier to get around through this tournament and keep ears to the ground if the team doesn't end up alienating people via the fights.

COMBATSYS: Charlie awaits the next challenger.

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|

[MIGUEL]
Miguel was not happy at all to see this. His team member had fallen, now he had to take on all of Sonic assault. But he figured he was able beat the last team single handily, this time he had help. But he did have an advantage, advantage of the crowd.

Miguel walked into the cage and the crowd cheered. Many of the locals knew him already. His imposing figure towered over his American foe. "Bienvenido a España le Americana" He tells his American foe. He cracks his knuckles as he walks forward.

The referee rings the bell and the Spaniard acts. Miguel faces him head on and sends a slap across Charlie's face while shouting! "Go back home you cowardly dogs!"

COMBATSYS: Miguel has joined the fight here.

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|=------\-------\0           Miguel

COMBATSYS: Miguel successfully hits Charlie with Manly Slap.

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Charlie          1/--=====/=======|===----\-------\0           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
Shaking out his arms and rolling his neck to limber back up after his first round, Charlie kept an eye on the other team. He may be getting a chance for a breather, but that doesn't mean he's going to let up his guard just yet. After all....well, the one stepping up to the plate for the other team looks rather...imposing. He doesn't quite peg on a specific style from his movements, but the strength is impossible to mistake.

"Gracias," Charlie responds in kind, before settling into his stance, hands up and ready for the beginning of the next round. "¡Venga!" he then shouts, knowing he's in for a fight."

When the signal comes, Charlie takes the softer approach. He can't afford to rush in just yet, not after already being in the first fight. That leaves Miguel to take the first move and..."

...that was not in the calculations. That wasn't a style or a proper strike, that was just pure brute strength put into an open hand slap that sent the Major flying to the ground. Gritting his teeth, he wiped off his mouth and glowered. "And here I thought you were being cordial," he says without mirth, before his arm chambered back. "Guess I'll have to return the favor."

His arm snapped out at near-sonic speeds, a shout of "SONIC BOOM!" as his fist cut through the air. THe resulting blade of energy thrown off from his hand is fast, the vacuum left by the air surging it along further straight toward the towering Spaniard.

COMBATSYS: Miguel blocks Charlie's Sonic Boom.

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Charlie          1/-======/=======|=====--\-------\0           Miguel

[MIGUEL]
Miguel sent the American down to the floor in one hit. This would be nice and smooth. When he calls out his attack like it was some kind of stage show Miguel out up his forearm and braced himself. The blast collided with his mighty muscles barely fazing him, and he stood tall.

The crowds cheered Miguel on further. Then chanted his name as he walked forward. He taunted him as he sent a lightning punch at Charlie's clavicle.

"Your too slow!"

COMBATSYS: Charlie blocks Miguel's Jab Punch.

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Charlie          1/=======/=======|=====--\-------\0           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
Regardless of the wisdom of him calling out the move or not, the deed is done. At the very least, Charlie could bring attention out to the strike and perhaps make Miguel think twice about being cheeky like that.

Alas, no luck on the last one. AT the very least though, Charlie is able to get behind his Sonic Boom for a small advance, and get himself settled. So when the quick shot toward his collarbone comes, he's able to catch it and toss it aside. It's a trick that...makes him think twice about doing that again from the way his palm stings.

"And you're too sloppy," he quips back, before striking out with a low shoot kick toward the bigger man's knee. Get rid of the base, and you can neutralize many men's strength, after all.

COMBATSYS: Miguel Toughs Out Charlie's Light Kick!

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Charlie          2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0           Miguel

[MIGUEL]
Miguel saw the kick coming, and he took it. Charlie tried to take out his base, but he was still standing. He offered a response to Charlie's suggestion. "There's an idea!"

Miguel launched forward two strikes to the face right away. Each fist carrying Miguel's mighty strength. Then he would hook him leg behind Charlie's and bring down both fists together in a brutal hammer made a his manly muscle!

COMBATSYS: Charlie interrupts Spring Hammer from Miguel with Somersault Justice.
- Power hit! -
-@- Dazing Hit! -@-

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Charlie          0/-------/----<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\1           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
The kick might not have had the full effect that the Major was hoping for, but Charlie wasn't too worried it seems. Now that he had a little data, he could expect what was to come a little better. And while the Spaniard was strong, he wasn't exactly a slouch too. And that part about being a coward?

That might have to be revised as Charlie darts in right underneath the first to punches aimed for his face. The attempted at hooking his leg would prove key, Charlie turning with the hook rather than against it, and leveling it into a technique which has one him many a bout. As his back turned, his leg flashed out and upward, a blazing arc of energy in its wake. His other leg would come up only after bending foward and nearly doing a mid-split before it lanced upward into an somersault...and then? The entire thing happens again, in just barely more than the blink of an eye. "SOMERSAULT JUSTICE!!" he shouts, reminding the crowd and the entire world of the technique's name as he re-rights himself in mid-air, a turn of his head over his shoulder to see how much fight is left in his opponent after that.

[MIGUEL]
Miguel was confused. That American hit him and there was a flash of light, then he had no idea what was going on. He felt like the world had closed in on him, like he was in a cage. But he would not be held in a cage!

The confused Miguel stumbled toward Charlie. He felt like he could punch this thing, So he threw a punch at it. He had no idea what would happen, but why not.

COMBATSYS: Charlie blocks Miguel's Medium Punch.

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Charlie          0/-------/---<<<<|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
Reassessing the target...yep, that's a man who's had his bell rung. Technically speaking of course. In any case, resetting to stance, Charlie watched the confused Spaniard stumble toward him and throw out a wild punch. And while the punch was wild, Charlie had too much respect for the strength behind it to simply try and wheel away from it. His guard comes up, absorbing the hit on his arm. The man's style was simply too erratic to judge a path for after all.

Pushed back a bit, it gave Charlie a little more space again. But he didn't want space, he wanted to go in for the finish. With that, he leaps in, somersaulting in the air straight toward Miguel. And almost like the last move in reverse, his legs flash out, one leg snapping down with the other chambered up against his chest, coming down not too long afterwards. However, if the last one was an explosion of light, this was more like a gleam from a scalpel, trying to cut open Miguel with powerful, and surgical, precision.

COMBATSYS: Miguel blocks Charlie's Blade Slice.

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Charlie          0/-------/--=====|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2           Miguel

[MIGUEL]
Miguel gained his senses back, and just in time for the American's sharpened blade. Miguel put up his forearm against the strike. He shrugged away that flashy slash and looked at his foe.

He looked and laughed.

Miguel was laughing at him. He just walked up to him and laughed. It was almost contagious. Know what he found so funny? It was the thought of Charlie getting hit so hard that the cage would leave marks on him. In fact, he wanted to try it right now. Miguel then threw a punch that would make Charlie really super sonic.

COMBATSYS: Charlie barely endures Miguel's Burly Sneer.

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Charlie          1/------=/=======|>>>>---\-------\0           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
The overhead flip kick got absorbed by a guard, prompting Charlie to back up, not wanting to be in range of the wild Spaniard's unchained strength. So...it's rather unsettling when Miguel started laughing. Stepping forward and /laughing/. That is...not something you want to hear when you think you have someone in the corner. That's probably why Charlie gives him berth: it's a contingency that you can't really plan for. Especially with a style that it just...no style.

He braces up a little...but when the punch finally comes, it's fast and powerful enough that he can't get the guard in time, and his attempt to simply barrel through it doesn't work so well for him, the strike slamming him into the back of the cage and dumping him out onto a knee.

Groaning, Charlie heaves in and out, the length of his fight starting to catch up with him. "¿Tu quieres reir? You want to laugh" he mutters, standing up and cracking his neck a little. He puts up his best face, acting like he's unfazed as possible, before rolling his arm...something he picked up from Guile.

"Then laugh at this." Suddenly, his arms start to glow with light, and just like before, his arm slashes through the air sending a blade of near-sonic light straight toward Miguel....then another from the other arm. Then another as he spins with a back knuckle strike in the air, before finishing with two more from his legs as well! One from a roundhouse, and a final fifth one from a spinning back kick. A challenge if one ever heard...

COMBATSYS: Charlie issues a challenge!!

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Charlie          1/------=/=======|>>>>---\-------\0           Miguel

COMBATSYS: Miguel Toughs Out Charlie's Sonic Break!

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Charlie          0/-------/------=|>>>>>>>\>------\1           Miguel

Charlie says, "Oh shit."

[MIGUEL]
Miguel was near the end of his rope, and Charlie was burning through it. But when the American unleashed an assault on him, he just took it. He just stood there, every blow bouncing hitting his mighty muscles. He felt everything, but he is just. Too. MANLY .

He went to grab Charlie by the arm. With the grip, he would give it a twist to bring him down lower. Then he would give her a desperate knee to the throat, sending him down to the cage's floor. Giving what may be his last hit, he kicked the American right in the throat.

But he refused to stay down, he was determined!

COMBATSYS: Miguel dazes Charlie with Bounty Beat!

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Charlie          1/----===/=======|===----\-------\0           Miguel

[CHARLIE]
If Charlie was banking on simply overwhelming Miguel with the repeated Sonic Booms, he definitely gave a good try of it. One of them was imposing enough, 5 would be enough to make most mortal men wilt.

Miguel was clearly not 'most men', weathering the storm despite the airman's force. The shock was clear on Charlie's face when he got grabbed and twisted down. He didn't go down far, the knee catching him by the throat and sending him reeling back up, then down again when the kick slammed into his throat.

The combo has Charlie seeing stars at the worst possible time. Already on the floor, he might not have the strength to get up anymore. Groaning, he lifts his head up...and does what little he can before the rest of his strength leaves him, swinging his legs out to try and take Miguel's knees out and bring him low with a scissored takedown. That's about all he has left before he finally falls back, clearly not getting up again without outside assistance.

COMBATSYS: Charlie can no longer fight.

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Miguel           0/-------/----===|

COMBATSYS: Charlie successfully hits Miguel with Medium Throw.
- Power hit! -

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Miguel           0/-------/-======|

[MIGUEL]
Miguel was hanging on by a thread when he shut his puny foe down. He turned to face the crowd's cheers. They were chanting his name. "Miguel! Miguel! Miguel!". He had beaten the American, and was going on to fight the next one... Then Charlie came up.

The airman came at Miguel from behind and caught him by the legs. The towering Spaniard came crashing down on the cage's bars. The crowd gasped when Miguel did not rise.

When he came to, he had been dragged out of the cage. He realized he had failed. He failed his team, his nation, and himself. But Miguel had no time for regrets. Miguel sat up, to the surprise of the medic. He face was still bleeding, but he did not care. He cracked his neck and walked out the door. He knew he just had to watch and wait now. He left his mark, and he had to see what would come of it.

Charlie probably wouldn't come to for a while himself. But it's no mistaking it. With both men out, Sonic Assault still had a man left in the game, leaving the military men the winners. It'd be a victory well earned and well enjoyed...

If Charlie didn't come up later with his head ringing worse than his first supersonic flight. Sure, there was no vomiting, but the airman still was plenty disoriented from the sturdy Spaniard's final attacks. It probably didn't help that the only reason he knew that his team had won was the booing from the Spanish crowd still gretting him upon waking.

COMBATSYS: Miguel takes no action.


COMBATSYS: Miguel can no longer fight.

Log created on 20:37:41 06/21/2016 by Charlie, and last modified on 22:22:51 06/24/2016.